"Together?"

Sigrus conversed with Grant for a while, and began to ask if he would come along. After all, standing here and chatting feels like a waste of time, if you go early now, you can get the magic stone early.

"Go, of course. It's just that you wait for me first, I have something that needs to be put in the Black Tower. ”

"Alright, I'll wait for you below."

Sigrus hesitated for a moment, then nodded. He and Grant rushed to the Black Tower in parallel, and along the way, they also met some mages who went to collect the Demon Stone, and most of them were in a good mood. Although the number of magic stones awarded in the Shadow Academy is not large, it is at least a considerable expense, and it is okay to add some other things to your life.

As Grant puts things inside the Black Tower, he and Sigrus head to the Academic Tower.

Grant inquired about the Terfil as he descended the tower, and found that they had already arrived at the academic tower, where they were now.

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The Academic Tower is the place where the Shadow Primary Academy issues the monthly fee for the Demon Stone, but the most important function is that a large number of spells are carved and stored in the tower, and these spells are left in by each branch dean and chief dean, most of them are first-order spells and second-order spells. And there are some peculiar rare spells out there.

Each spell requires the purchase of a magic stone, and the opening time coincides with the time when the teacher's fee is issued.

A black spire towered behind the Shadow Primary Academy, surrounded by a clear lake. The outside of the tower is all cast from black hard demonic guide stones, and the black texture leads to the bottom in a zigzag way. In the breeze, black flags fluttered in the air on either side of the top of the spire.

Directly in front of the tower. It is a long wooden bridge.

"Da Da Da ......"

A dozen mages dressed in black or white robes rushed back and forth, their heads bowed and not looking around. Just like that, I rushed straight to the front, and there were some small and delicate magic pets running around along the side of the road.

"Look at it now. It's really high."

One of the people in the crowd lifted his hood, his long flaxen hair fluttering with the oncoming wind. He raised his head and squinted slightly, and also noticed that the black spire in front of him was about thirty meters high, and the sharp spire was like a sharp needle soaring into the sky.

"Hurry up and get in now, I think most of them have already received it, and they are probably all buying spells. I still have two spells to buy this time, and the other spells are engraved in my mind. ”

Sigrus urged Grant and quickly followed the wooden bridge into the semicircular tower gate.

Grant followed behind and also entered the door.

The sound inside the door was noisy. Some whispers were like the sound of flies piling up on top of corpses.

Around the hall, which is more than 300 square meters, there are about 20 people standing, and they are talking to women in white clothes on the east and west counters. At the top of the arc, there are six circular illuminations, emitting a golden glow that shines all around.

"Alright, Atlet, you can take your share of the paycheck."

"Hurry up, you kid, slow down."

Quite a few mages and payroll clerks were jokingly chatting there, and at the same time, they were also rushing through the whole process of receiving them. There are not only mages for teaching positions, but also mages for other positions, such as guardians. There are also professionals such as the Black Shadow Killing Troupe, and there are quite a few people who are counted carefully.

Grant followed Sigrus to a place where the number nine claim counter was written, a long table running east and west of the tower, and a row of glass in front of the long tabletop. Inside, a young woman dressed in white and with a large area of snow-white bare on her chest asked friendly.

"Hello, please take out your Shadow Badge first!"

"Okay." Sigrus pulled out his Shadow Badge and handed it over. Since working as a teacher, the personal information represented by the shadow badge has also been modified to a certain extent. Replace it with the current badge owner.

"Give you eight Demon Stones!" The woman stretched out her slender and white left hand and pushed out eight black stones with a large number of runes. A trace of elements are wrapped around the surface, so that the thin dust in the surrounding air never falls.

Gran nodded and handed over the shadow badge as well.

After the process was completed, Grant and Sigrus walked to the second and third floors to select spells.

There are five floors of the Academy, of which the second and third floors represent first-order spells, and only ordinary shadow badges are required to enter them.

In the circular hall, the walls around it are surrounded by black stone murals, with the name of the spell written in the center of the stone mural, and there are also holes that require the payment of magic stones. A yellowish or blue-black mist floats on the stone walls.

"It's a spell from the Burning Hand, I didn't expect it to be much more expensive here than in the game. It seems that this place is similar but not quite the same, I'll go over there and see if there are any elemental-light spells. After all, I'm going to catch ghosts, and spells like this that ghosts are afraid of are important. As for the rare spells, it seems that they will need to be delayed for a while. ”

Grant stood in a corner, looking up at the stone wall.

Sigrus also said goodbye to Grant early from entering the hall marked by spells, ready to find a few good spells.

"Corrupt Swamp!"

"Light Thorn Trap!"

"Dark Concealment!"

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Grant looked at it all the way, also examining the usefulness of the spells and their values. He found that the spells here required a minimum of two Demonic Stones, and as many as thirty Demonic Stones.

The terrifying cost made Grant support himself with thirty-eight magic patterns, which was enough to use a burst of self-confidence. He understands that in this real-life version of the world of glory, the result of skyrocketing prices has made him a poor egg, and before the loss, Grant thought that he was a richer poor egg.

"Hey, I found it, these two spells are good."

Grant's eyes lit up, and he took a few steps closer to see the stone wall of the inlaid spell. In the center of the gray-black stone wall is written in magical words this spell of the rope of light, and the other is the spear of light. The two spells represent attack and binding, respectively.

"These two spells are just right for your own use, after all, they are really good for dealing with ghosts."

Grant looked at the magic stone marked on it, stretched out his slender finger and pressed it to the side, and countless silk threads emerged from the hole, turning into intertwined mist to wrap his entire arm.

"These are seven magic stones." Grant threw them into the mist with his left hand, and suddenly a sizzling sound came up, and after a gray mist rose to the surroundings, the mist wrapped in his hand disappeared instantly.

"Okay, these two spells are what I need the most for the time being."

Grant looked at him with a satisfied expression. (To be continued.) )